You're My Only Exception - Chapter 2

Five minutes later.

Duan Changyu thrashed like a fish hauled ashore, but no matter how he flopped, I pinned him back onto the bed.

He glared viciously at me, issuing threat after icy threat. “Chi Zhen, if you dare…”

“I’ll bankrupt the Chi family completely! They’ll never recover!”

That threat was like telling a fish, “Fish, you’ll never be allowed to ride a bicycle again.”

The fish: “?”

For one thing, I’d transmigrated here.

For another, what kind of good parents would sell their son to a rich man to be toyed with?

If they went bankrupt, they went bankrupt.

First things first: enjoy myself with the handsome man.

I smiled and said in a soft, unhurried voice, “Sure.”

Immediately after,

Duan Changyu’s expression changed. His lips trembled, and tears sprang to the corners of his eyes from the pain.

He stared daggers at me, his eyes steeped in venom—full of hatred, humiliation, and cold malice, as if he wanted to tear me limb from limb.

I kissed the tip of his nose, soothing him as my body moved. “Relax, Mr. Duan…”

Veins bulged at Duan Changyu’s temples. Abandoning all the composure of a man in power, he cursed aloud. “Chi Zhen, fuck your whole damn family! Mmph…”

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The imperious man who had always controlled others fell from his pedestal. The pride and dominance in his eyes shattered, leaving only dazed tears and reddened corners.

At first he struggled and cursed, then threatened me in fury. Finally, his voice went hoarse, breaking into shapeless sounds.

Yet his self-respect and innate pride kept him from begging. Even when I pushed too far, all he could do was bite his lip and stare blankly at the ceiling.

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Duan Changyu had a perfect body.

His skin was cool and pale, his muscles firm and sleek, and his legs long and straight, brimming with explosive power when he’d kicked at me during our fight.

His entire body was as beautiful as a work of art.

A man with this physique and this personality—

was especially thrilling on the bottom.

I gazed at Duan Changyu’s handsome, forbearing face. His eyes were closed as he sagged weakly against my shoulder, breathing raggedly. A fine sheen of sweat covered his forehead, and his lips were red from my kisses.

The facts proved it.

He really was thrilling. And had incredible endur—cough.

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I carried Duan Changyu into the bathroom to clean him and give him a bath.

After wrapping him in a towel, I was about to carry him back to bed.

Smack!

The crisp sound rang exceptionally clear in the silent room.

Duan Changyu’s handsome face was pale, his jaw clenched and his eyes dark with cold fury. He raised his hand and slapped me across the face!

I didn’t dodge.

I even happily offered him my face again and asked ingratiatingly,

“Feel better?”

“If not, you can slap me again~”

Duan Changyu: “…”

With two bright red palm prints on my face, I excitedly stuffed Duan Changyu under the covers.

Then I slipped in too.

And gathered him into my arms.

Duan Changyu smelled wonderful, carrying the clean scent of body wash after his bath.

I couldn’t help reacting again.

Duan Changyu: “…”

He suddenly smiled at me, jerked up his right leg, and drove his foot viciously toward my most vulnerable spot!

Me: “…”

I pulled my waist back while raising a knee, blocking precisely between us.

His full-force kick slammed into my kneecap. Pain exploded through my knee!

I grabbed his ankle. The indulgent smile finally disappeared from my eyes. “Mr. Duan, you’re being very naughty.”

“Aren’t you afraid I’ll keep going?”

Duan Changyu’s eyes were black as a deep pool. The vulnerability and distress he’d shown in bed had vanished without a trace, leaving behind a vicious, mutually destructive savagery. “If you’ve got the nerve, kill me. Otherwise, sooner or later, I’ll chop you up and feed you to the dogs!”

Me: “…”

Why did this man have the temper of a firecracker?

And he was as stubborn as a mule. Earlier, in bed, I’d coaxed him and offered to satisfy him if he called me husband just once.

But even when lust tormented Duan Changyu to the edge of collapse, he’d still hissed, “Chi Zhen, fuck all eighteen generations of your ancestors!”

Me: “…”

But I knew I couldn’t do it again now.

I’d already gone on long enough. If I continued, Duan Changyu wouldn’t end up begging—he’d end up in the hospital…

My gaze shifted to the heap of toys inside the cabinet opposite us.

As the owner of an adult-goods shop, I possessed extensive theoretical knowledge for professional reasons. Due to certain special circumstances, I’d also studied human anatomy, so I was intimately familiar with the human body.

I knew exactly how those devices worked and how to use them. I knew how to overwhelm someone with sensation until reason completely collapsed, the self disappeared, and all that remained was a slave to desire.

But…

I pursed my lips.

Duan Changyu was the first person I’d ever slept with.

Now that we’d slept together, he was my partner.

A partner was someone to cherish.

Not someone to torment.

Besides, I’d discovered that Duan Changyu’s willpower was absurdly strong—far beyond an ordinary person’s. Even if I used the toys, judging from his attitude, there was no guarantee he’d submit.

And if he ever found an opening afterward, he would absolutely grind my bones to dust…

Not that I was afraid.

I simply felt, in some indescribable way, that my partner was awesome!

I wrapped my arms around Duan Changyu again. Rather than hold it against him, I kissed his forehead and decided to try softness instead. “Mr. Duan, Mr. Duan~ Let’s get some sleep.”

I nuzzled his chest and whined, “I’m so tired, boo-hoo.”

Duan Changyu, whose entire body was aching and powerless: “…”

He sneered. “You’re tired? Tired my ass!”

I protested aggrievedly, “Why wouldn’t I be tired? All you did was lie there. I’m the one who did all the work!”

Besides, his fighting skills were formidable. I hadn’t restrained him while we were in bed, and he’d thrashed around like an angry fish. Not only did I have to do the work, I also had to keep the fish’s tail from smacking me in the face.

I had it hard too, okay!

Duan Changyu stared at me coldly.

But he was equally exhausted and had realized there was nothing he could do to me. At last, he compromised, closed his eyes, and went to sleep.

I nestled my head affectionately against his chest and fell into a deep sleep too.